Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill

"NNNHH-!AAHHH!!"

Her back arched violently, her inner walls clenching and fluttering around the sudden, magnificent invasion. He was so deep, so impossibly large, stretching her to a breathtaking fullness she hadn't known was possible.

"It's too much—! Nnngh!—I can't—! Ah! Ah!—It hurts!"

"It isn't meant to hurt my dear Lady.." Ethan sneered then pulled out his cock.

He then grabbed her hips and spoke with a grin,"This thing isn't going to hurt you, rather it's going to take you to heaven..'

With those words he slammed his hips driving into her into her pussy.His cock tearing her pussy walls entered deep rubbing against her pussy and stuffed it.

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"OHHHH!"

Diana's whole body jolted up in shock.Her lips curled into O shape and her eyes became blank.

Ethan clamped his hands around her hips, and tightened his fingers just enough, until she gasped.

"You belong to me now."

"This pussy? This tight, virgin hole? It belongs to me."

"Y-yes!" she sobbed, her body trembling as another orgasm already built inside her.

"Aaaahhh! It's yours! PleaseI….I need—! Nnngh!—I need more!"

"Then take it," Ethan commanded, his cock swelling inside her as he pounded into her, with balls slapping against her ass with wet, obscene sounds.

Ethan groaned, a raw, animalistic sound. "Fuck, you're tight," he gritted out, pausing to let her adjust, his own body trembling with the effort of holding still.

Her cunt was a slick, vice-like heat milking his cock. He could feel every quiver, every frantic pulse of her orgasm building already.

Then he began to move. He set a punishing pace from the start, his hips pistoning against her ass with loud, wet slaps.

Each powerful thrust drove her wild, making her firm, round tits sway and bounce with the rhythm.

The room filled with the lewd, rhythmic symphony of their fucking as his cock plunging into her soaked pussy depths scrapping against the walls that clasped his cock tightly.

"Nnnnn!"

"Yeaaaasss!"

"Yes! Yes! Right there!" Diana cried, her voice breaking on a sob of pleasure. One of his hands slid around her hip, his fingers finding her swollen clit. He rubbed tight, furious circles there, the dual sensation of his pounding and his touch pushing her higher, faster.

"YESSS—!" she screamed, and her body twitched around me, and her nails raked down my back

"AAAAH! I love it! Nnngh!—I love your cock—! Please, don't sto.. Aaaahhh!""

"You're gonna cum for me, aren't you?" he grunted, his thrusts growing harder, deeper, his balls slapping wetly against her clit with every drive home. "Cum on my cock, Diana. Let me feel it."

The command of the overwhelming sensations, of the raw carnality of being taken from behind shattered her.

Her spine was up, the pussy contracting around his cock as her orgasm ran through her, her scream. "AAAAAAH!!!—! I am gonna.... aaaaaaaaah"

Her orgasm exploded through her without warning, a blinding, white-hot seizure of pleasure.

Her entire body locked up, her cunt clamping down on his shaft in a series of intense, rhythmic convulsions. A gush of warm fluid erupted from her, soaking his pounding cock, his thighs, the sheets beneath them with a sound like a splash.

"That's it, yes! Squirt for me, you perfect fucking wife!" Ethan roared, fucking her through her climax, his own release thundering toward him.

He could feel the hot rush of her release, making the slide of his cock even slicker, even more obscene.

He slammed into her one last time, burying himself to the hilt of his shaft as his own control snapped.

With a guttural cry, he came, a powerful, seemingly endless torrent erupting from his core. Thick, pearlescent jets of cum flooded her deepest places, a warm, gelatinous rush that painted her inner walls. He ground his hips against her, pumping his release into her in heavy, satisfying pulses, feeling his seed pool deep within her receptive warmth.

Diana fell under me, spent, trembling in that pussy and full of my cum.Diana collapsed together onto the soaked sheets.

Ethan stayed inside her as his body draped over hers, both of them panting, slick with sweat and their combined releases.

The air hung heavy with the musky, intimate scent of sex. He nuzzled the damp hair at her neck, pressing a soft kiss there.

Diana shifted slightly beneath him, a contented, drowsy sigh escaping her lips. "Husband…" she whispered sleepily with a satisfied murmur.

As Ethan pulled his cock out of her entrance with a plop sound a torrent of cum poured out from her wide gaping pussy.

It ran down her spread thighs and collected becoming a puddle underneath her ass giving Ethan a sense of deep satisfaction.

...

When Ethan woke up the next day, the first thing he did was check the notification that had chimed late last night. There was a faint excitement in his eyes as he read it.

"I don't know what I achieved last night."

[Host's partner has Mage aptitude of F-rank and is at the early stage of Beginner Rank.]

[Host has obtained F-rank Mage aptitude and early Beginner Rank Mage.]

The reward wasn't anything extraordinary, but it was enough to make Ethan's heart race.

"Mage potential..." he muttered, his lips curling into a small smile. "Doesn't that mean I can cultivate both... That's awesome."

The thought thrilled him. Even though he knew he couldn't afford to waste time practicing magic since the knight path was already exhausting, the implication made his heart beat faster.

"Doesn't that mean if she sleeps with someone with a higher Mage rank, I can get her power?" he thought, blinking in surprise.

He rubbed his temples, a crooked smile forming. "That's too easy, isn't it?"

The realization made him sit up straight. His expression shifted as he muttered to himself, half frustrated, half amused.

"Damn... Doesn't that mean I've been working hard for nothing? If I just go around and seduce high-rank strong girls, I can easily get stronger while eating soft rice..." Ethan slapped his lips lightly, feeling both annoyed and conflicted.

The idea sounded tempting, but deep down, it didn't sit right with him. It felt like a blow to his pride as a man. He wasn't someone who wanted to depend on others for power.

He could almost imagine Sophia and Oliver standing beside him, hearing his thoughts.

They would probably slap him across the head without hesitation.